Another day, just breathe
I’d like to not dream
Of houses I’ve owned
Of people I knew
Of family who’ve passed
Of friends never existed
Of lives I once had
Of dreams I’ve discarded
With grief -
The old becomes new
Material takes over you
I’d like to not dream
Of houses I’ve owned
Of people I knew
Of family who’ve passed
Of friends never existed
Of lives I once had
Of dreams I’ve discarded
With grief -
The old becomes new
Material takes over you